Folks say nowadays we've got to change our ways,
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The papers say so, so I s'pose 'tis true,
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We've got to take the chance, with Germany and France,
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And live like all they foreign people do.
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Now, I wonder if they'll build the Eiffel Tower on 'arptree 'ill,
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Put gondolas down on the River Chew,
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Shall us all drive on the right, and drink up all the night-
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When the Common Market comes to Stanton Drew?
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Some folks seem to think, we'll 'ave to change our drink,
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There's rumours flyin', so I s'pose 'tis right,
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They say they've seen a tank of Portuguese vin blanc,
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Jammed up in t'High Street t'other night.
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They say that port and brandy will sell for ¡Ì1 a quart,
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And the Druids Arms won't close till ver' nigh two,
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And we'll all drink caviar from a girt big cider jar,
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When the Common Market comes to Stanton Drew!
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Now, as for what we eat, we must export more meat,
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Send 'em all our best prime beef and ham,
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While we does stuff our guts with Transylvanian nuts
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And garlic-flavoured processed German spam!
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When George comes home from milkin', he'll get a big surprise,
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When 'e sits down expectin' Irish stew,
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And 'is wife says "George, I'll get 'ee, a girt dollop of spaghetti,"
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When the Common Market comes to Stanton Drew!
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When the market-time comes round, down the pub we'll all be found
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Jammin' up the public bar all day
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And you won't get through the doors, for Messieurs and Senors
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Arguin' about the price of summer hay.
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With Timsbury full of Belgians, and Radstock full of Dutch,
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The Paulton farmer won't know what to do,
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And you might see Acker Bilk advertisin' Pensford milk,
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When the Common Market comes to Stanton Drew!
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In the evenin' times I s'pose, we'll sip of our vin rose,
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Just like they do in the Argentine
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And we'll watch they foreign blokes, with their girt big 'ats and cloaks,
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Flamingo-in down on the village green.
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We'll 'ave to watch our wenches when they dark-eyed lads gets here,
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And the local boys'll 'ave to form a queue,
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They'll say "Ooh la la, oui oui," instead of "How's bist thee?"
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When the Common Market comes to Stanton Drew.
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When the Common Market comes to Stanton Drew
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When the Common Market comes to Stanton Drew!
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When The Common Market Comes To Stanton Drew
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